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  1. 5 points
    Greetings Monkeywatchers, showaddy crap once more, and welcome to this month’s Chinese special edition. Well actually there’s other stuff as well. There’s been some discussion about all the crap Chinese goods being sold in Pattaya. We heard a story about a Thai bloke who plugged in his new Chinese-made soldering iron and it immediately blew out all the street lights and melted the fillings in his teeth. Well, what the hell, this is how the Japanese started and they eventually got it right. Not much consolation to soldering iron owners though, and probably even less to the Thai navy who’ve just ordered a Chinese-built submarine. Voyage to the bottom of the barrel? Bali Hai Pier was the scene of a pitched battle a couple of weeks ago when some Thai businessmen had a bit of a difference of opinion about something or other. There were punches and kicks being thrown, along with chairs, tables, bottles, glasses and anything else they could get their hands on. A passing group of Chinese tourists got caught in the crossfire but fortunately none of them were injured. They were all killed. Talking about dead Chinese, it was reported that a Chinese woman had plummeted to her demise from a condo, but a subsequent statement said that she was actually Korean. Christ, they can’t even tell each other apart. Must have made the British police in Essex feel a whole lot better about their shortcomings in the ethnic identification department. Another Chinese tourist fell off the back of a baht bus while allegedly playing silly buggers with his mates. He was taken to hospital where his condition was described as “not quite dead.” With this kind of stuff going on, one wonders if the Chinese government has decided that the best way to reduce the population of their country is to send them all to Pattaya. Probably not the best name to choose if you’re trying to attract a respectable clientele… Police had a big crackdown on fireworks over Loy Krathong in an attempt to make things safer and to get back to the traditional spirit of the festival. “Loy Krathong should be about peace and tranquillity”, said a police spokesman, “it shouldn’t be about gangs of noisy drunks falling about and shoving lighted fireworks into each other’s bum cracks. That’s what the 5th of November’s for” A pissed-up Ruskie bloke was arrested twice in the same day for flashing his bollocks at tourists on Koh Larn and at Bali Hai Pier. When asked by police for details of what she saw, a female tourist replied “Well it was like a penis, only smaller.” Looks a bit on the draughty side… Bar news this month is a story of closures, starting with the demise of Peppermint. Another piece of Pattaya history bites the dust. Hidden has gone into hiding, as has its owner. Wildcats has closed and become part of an enlarged Pin Up. Teerak, Yes and Crazy House have also gone, though the latter’s been replaced by Pacha (not much of a replacement apparently.) A couple of Thais have been charged with assault after beating up a middle-eastern chappie on Pattaya Beach. They claimed they were performing a citizen’s arrest until the police pointed out that “being a stinking pig” wasn’t actually a criminal offence. Time for a stroll down memory Soi now with a pair of titbits from Monkeywatch in November 2009… “There was a story reported from South Pattaya about three weeks ago entitled “Canadian loses 500,000 baht’s worth of valuables following room theft”. So how do you smuggle a room out of a hotel without anyone noticing? Two monks were arrested for begging a couple of Saturdays ago after being caught doing the rounds of Third Road bars asking punters for money. They were both taken to the temple in South Pattaya and summarily disrobed, at which point it was discovered that the older man was not even a real monk. The police decided not to pursue the begging offence, but the younger man is believed to have been charged with possession of a fake monk in line with the police’s stated aim of cracking down on counterfeit goods.” Harsher penalties have been introduced for smoking on the beach… Pattaya seems to have inherited the title of The Swinging City after two people hanged themselves in separate incidents on the same morning. When asked to speculate about the reason behind these incidents, a police spokesman said “I suppose someone must have given them enough rope.” Some women’s groups held a march down Beach Road last week to raise awareness about domestic violence. Unfortunately, very few women turned up as the rest has been told by their husbands that they’d get a bloody good hiding if their dinner wasn’t on the table when they got home. Finally, a False Killer Whale that was rescued near Pattaya Beach has subsequently died. Anti- counterfeiting police were stood down after a marine biologist explained to them that it’s actually the name of a species of dolphin. be seeing you monkeyman
  2. 4 points
    Pics of a couple of construction sites around Pattaya. Retaining walls going in at the Buakhao/Soi 15 construction site. WIP at Fat Coco Site on 3rd Rd near Klang is now up to six floors. Google Translate couldn't make much sense of the Thai sign at the construction site, but according to my TGF's translation the building is for some sort of business.
  3. 3 points
    Circa November 2007. I had just left Chiang Mai because I couldn't find a young massage gal who would do BBBJ. I checked into a BR hotel, then I walked over to the walkway. An 18 year old hottie says "ow smoke gap boom ha loi baht mai?" We jumped into the shower, then we had a good session. I Stayed for 9 more years.😀
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    On a golf tour in Ireland, Tiger Woods drives his BMW into a petrol station in a remote part of the Irish countryside. The pump attendant obviously knows nothing about golf, greets him in a typical Irish manner completely unaware of who the golfing pro is. Top of the mornin’ to yer, sir” says the attendant. Tiger nods a quick “hello” and bends forward to pick up the nozzle. As he does so, two tees fall out of his shirt pocket onto the ground. “What are dose? asks the attendant. “They’re called tees” replies Tiger. “Well, what on the god’s earth are dey for?” inquires the Irishman. “They’re for resting my balls on when I’m driving”, says Tiger. “Fookin Jaysus”, says the Irishman, “BMW thinks of everything
  6. 3 points
    Today's rates.... probably the weekend's rates. After I took this pic I went to Big-CX and it was busy. Particularly busy were the two exchange places on each side of the main ground floor pedestrian entrance. I guessed mostly Russians, appearing to be exchanging cash. These places are bank affiliated so the rates would be lower, so I compared them to my picture. USD were about 1 baht per $ (big bills) down on TT Exch. Couldn't see Rubles there, but surely the rate would again be inferior .... I was thinking to let a few of them know they were losing out, then thought, they probably won't speak English, and these are the same ignorant sods who wont shuffle up on the baht buses... fxck them!
  7. 3 points
    Thepprasit to thappraya baht buses load up Outside outlet mall
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    ok, there were a shitload of updates... all done and server rebooted. Hopefully that helps.
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  10. 2 points
    I had to post this for BigDUSA:
  11. 2 points
    My first visit to Pats was in 2001 with a pal who I had previously visited Spanish resorts - ie Benidorm, Lloret etc. We had heard rumours of Thailand and the Thai girls so on one fateful evening in a pub we decided to give it a go and booked flights on British Airways from Manchester to Bangkok via Heathrow. On the plane we got chatting to a guy who we gathered was an experienced monger and who obviously could see our inexperience. He enquired as to where we were heading for. This was before the internet was in full operation. We told him “Bangkok” to which he asked “what are you going for “. The answer was to fuck girls and drink beer. In a micro second he replied “you need to go to Pattaya” following which he gave full instructions to complete the journey and reach paradise. The taxi pulled into Pats and the driver enquired “hotel” to which we replied words to the effect of “no have - you find” . He drove up Soi 7 with us looking google-eyed at the bars and girls but could not find a vacancy there but a couple of rooms were obtained nearby at the Little Duck Hotel just off Second Road. Whilst checking In I remember cautiously enquiring about being able to be joined by our girlfriends as if we had already acquired them. The reply was positive so we embarked without unpacking for our first foray into the unknown ending up at the Tim Gogo, where said girlfriends were obtained. Our lives had been altered for ever and now 18 years later I still go to Pats but my pal only made a couple more visits, but we still talk about the fun we had long ago in 2001.
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    Yes the sequence is correct. Visa Exempt or Tourist Visa should not be any different wrt getting to the extension, other than the TV gives more time, a Visa Exempt can require an outward flight ticket. Make sure you are aware of what is required to convert that entry to a Non-Imm-O. I have no idea whether renting an apartment will prove difficult with a short Visa, renters are quite desperate and if you come up with the deposit and advance rent I think they will not worry too much. Don't over commit initially, Pattaya is changing and some people want a divorce after the honeymoon phase. Good luck.
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    Just arrived today on Qatar. A359 out of Manchester then 773ER to BKK. A359 flight was excellent but the 777 and the same age as the A359 but it looked a hell of a lot rougher and, despite being one of the Q-suite examples, the economy section wasn't in the best condition. Onegripe... You now have to ask for butter for your croissant/bread roll...
  15. 2 points
    Xmas tree is up at T21 The race course is set for the Hello Kitty run later today.
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    Ok chaps. here's some from the HDD I've had floating around. Not any particular year but a few venues have gone since I took them. They may be alreayd posted elsewhere on the forum in an age old TR, so apoligies if you've already seen them. Infamous Soi 6 Moving down to a quiet Beach Rd Pre improvement days lol. Gullivers Soi 1 end. Again, view from Soi 1 down to BR
  17. 1 point
    Yes, it is a job one should not need to do yourself. Like washing the dishes.
  18. 1 point
    Hi, Gone through all the weekend games and nothing interests me betting wise. Strange round of games. Horses for me this weekend with a big meeting at Newbury.
  19. 1 point
    Greg's Little House Cafe and Deli is on Soi Nernplebwan according to their Facebook page.
  20. 1 point
    Interesting. I wonder if they are pursuing transit passengers going elsewhere or aimed at Thai tourists. Also whether they will keep the 2 flights ex LHR. It is just I would expect European traffic to Thailand to decline now, have they come to the table late?
  21. 1 point
    I read on another board that the full story of what happened with Pattaya Meals, including the name of the farang scammer, has appeared on the Breakfast Club Pattaya Facebook group. I'm not a member there, so I can't check it out. But if any BM who is a member would care to PM me the info, I would appreciate it much. I know Frosty is also interested in this case, so you could message him if you prefer. Thanks in advance. Evil
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    Ahh OK, Cheers Neil, I've since looked at BA's PE on the 787 and it is actually very good indeed. When I was making a comparison between EVA and BA for my dates, BA was around £100 more expensive.
  23. 1 point
    PE on the 787-9 tends to be 2-3-2 rather than 2-4-2 . I think the dreamliner will be switched from an existing route as if it was brand new it would probably be a 787-10. For whatever reason BA doesn't tend to put the better equipment on the BKK route even though load factors tend to be fairly high.
  24. 1 point
    I have ordered dozens of times from Pattaya Meals since MM's post back in 2016. However, I noticed this post on Pattaya Meal's Facebook page when I tried to order recently: "Pattaya Meals November 10 at 1:49 PM · Due to gross misconduct, theft, scams and a variety of other scumbag actions Pattaya Meals is done. It's a real shame that the hard work of the original owners (who gave the business to this individual on a payment plan) has gone to waste and they've been left owed a large sum of money by the individual in question. It's also abhorrent the manner in which this individual treated the landlords building - inflicting large amounts of damage to both hard fixtures and soft furnishings. This Facebook page will be closed down as the business has been also. It is a testament to the kindness and support of the Pattaya community to business owners that it managed to last as long as it did." Sad, sad news and an ignominious end for what was originally a small, family-owned Thai business that provided excellent meals and service at low prices. I did notice a farang had joined the PM team in 2019 and big changes were made, not always for the better. Both service and the quality of the food started to slip. I ordered from PM less and less frequently and stopped entirely in September, but decided to give them another try when I saw the above FB post. Does anyone know what the story was? I've heard (in a face-to-face conversation, not on the Internet) a version that at least sounds plausible. If it's true, then a hard-working Thai family really got messed over by several farang acting in concert. Here I'm going to be pro-active and remind everyone not to name individuals in public posts because of Thailand's strict laws on defamation. But I would appreciate it very much if anyone who knows the details could send me a private message. Thanks in advance. Evil
  25. 1 point
    A man is walking down the street in Dublin when he sees a sign in the window of a travel agency that says cruises on Liffey River – $100. He goes into the agency and hands the guy $100. The travel agent then whacks him over the head and throws him in the river. Another man is walking down the street a half hour later, sees the sign and pays the guy $100. The travel agent then whacks him over the head and throws him in the river. Sometime later, the two men are floating down the river together and the first man asks, “Do you think they’ll serve any food on this cruise?” The second man says, “I don’t think so. They didn’t do it last year.”
  26. 1 point
    I'm glad now I screwed up my non-OA visa nine years ago. At the time I made the noob mistake of not understanding the expiration date of the visa was different from the re-entry permit. Result was I re-entered Thailand after my re-entry permit had expired and thus invalidated my visa. Got that sorted in country with a new non-O, so can now avoid the hassles those on an OA are enduring.
  27. 1 point
    Sounds like he was in Kansas City, MO, and that the Blue Cross people thought that the form was bullshit. But they did complete it for him, apparently. I'm not sure what a guy already in Thailand would do. BCBS has a Thailand coordinator, I think. Maybe they could help.
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    Well I didn't want to put you off. I only used half of my ticket, ex Bangkok and it was business class so got drinks etc. Didn't realize they were a budget carrier! The long haul on the A350 from BKK was OK, poor transit with a slow security check and not much in the way of facilities at Helsinki. The hop to Manchester was late and I got a tour of the UK , Lake District etc. It was also really rubbish.... I turned my nose up at the food, some crappy pasta thing.
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    Update. Just hit bkk after my finnair flights from Manchester. Will never use them again. Only free soft drinks. The meals are very basic. You're expected to buy better meals and booze. Plus both legs were delayed. And the trolly dollies are in fact mooses.
  31. 1 point
    Muscat is modern airport. Couldn't fault it for the 90 minutes I was there. Sent from my LYA-L09 using Tapatalk
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    Never flown any of them Jacko the "nearest" would be ANA and Eva. We were sat at pool yesterday and am missing 3 airlines lol I got to 24 pretty easily but nope definately the ones missing aren't Chinese carriers. These days its Oman in the main I use
  34. 1 point
    Never boarded one there but I think they load up in front of the high rise building at the market.
  35. 1 point
    They're getting the land cleared and prepped for something new next to Nirun.
  36. 1 point
    The baht buses do run from and to Thappraya. They load up 30-40 meters from Thappraya.
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    Old man Murphy and old man Sean were contemplating life when Murphy asked, “If you had to get one or the other would you rather get Parkinson’s or Alzheimer’s? ”Sure, I rather have Parkinson’s”, replied Sean “’Tis better to spill a couple of ounces of Jameson whiskey than to forget where you keep the bottle!”
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    Chances are good the insurance company wouldn't sign it as they already provide a confirmation of coverage document. I see the Thai form as nothing more than a ploy to force you into buying expensive insurance from a Thai company.
  40. 1 point
    They should market the Impossible Whopper with a non-alcoholic beer.
  41. 1 point
    Middle 90s I arrived in Thailand sick from a nasty virus I was with a mate who was on a two week trip,Bangkok, Hua Hin,bang sapan then he left and I went to Laos. I spent 3 nights in Vientiane but I was not feeling good so I thought I would go back to Thailand and get down to the coast maybe visit some islands.fetched up midday in a bus station in Nakon nowhere looking in the rough guide for a place to go and a bus to take me there, a girl who spoke good English started talking to me and said she was on her way to Pattaya to meet her German boyfriend and I should go there the bus leaves in 20 minutes.We fetched up in the Sawadee hotel on what was then the edge of town it was cheap cheerful and basic and I had the time of my life. Came back almost every year untill I became jaded and the pollution and attitudes got to me, spent some trips in Sihanoukville untill I got jaded and the attitudes and traffic/police got to me, now I go to Jomtien and only go to Pattaya for the shopping.
  42. 1 point
    Two priests decided to go to Hawaii on vacation. They were determined to make this a real vacation, by not wearing anything that would identify them as clergy. As soon as the plane landed they headed for a store and bought some really outrageous shorts, shirts, sandals, sunglasses, etc. The next morning they went to the beach dressed in their 'tourist' garb. They were sitting on beach chairs, enjoying a drink, the sunshine and the scenery when a 'drop dead gorgeous' topless blonde came walking straight towards them. They couldn't help but stare. As the blonde passed them she smiled and said 'Good Morning, Father ~ Good Morning, Father,' nodding and addressing each of them individually, then she passed on by. They were both stunned. How in the world did she know they were priests? So the next day, they went back to the store and bought even more outrageous outfits. Once again, in their new attire, they settled down in their chairs to enjoy the sunshine. After a little while, the same gorgeous topless blonde came walking toward them. Again she nodded at each of them and said 'Good morning, Father ~ Good morning, Father,' and started to walk away. One of the priests couldn't stand it any longer and said, 'Just a minute, young lady.' 'Yes, Father?' 'We are priests and proud of it, but I have to know, how in the world did you know we are priests, dressed as we are?' She replied, 'Father, it's me, Sister Kathleen'
  43. 1 point
    Something we can all relate to from Spicey:
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    Here's an account of my first visit to Pattaya, in March of 2002 - I'd been in BKK for ten days on my first ever visit and had spent most of it with one freelancer, and it was time to move on: This would be our last night together – I knew I had to get a look at Pattaya before my trip came to a close, and I was getting a little weary of Tai’s constant company anyway. She was a nice enough girl, but when you are a single man surrounded by so much beauty every day, the eye cannot help but wander… the streets of Bangkok seemed to be filled with gorgeous women, whether bar workers or not, and I just drank it in every minute of every day. I don’t remember what we did that night, probably went out to eat somewhere, and the next day we caught a taxi to Ekamai bus station. It seems to me the price for a ticket was very cheap, about 90-100 baht or so. Then I went out to the queue waiting to board the bus, and joined it after loading my bags into the bus. Well, I had just gotten to the door – we’d already said our goodbyes – and was preparing to board the bus, when the women at the door said no, next bus!! So I had to leave the line, take my bags off the bus and wait a few minutes for the next one! Once settled into that, I waved goodbye to Tai and away we went. Now Tai had mentioned to me before that she had formerly worked as a cook in Singapore for a while, and was expecting a call any day to go back there; I really didn’t expect to see her again, and neither of us had a mobile so I felt very much single again – whoopee, time for some more fun! The ride to Pattaya took about three hours on the bus, but seemed to take forever. The seat was hard and excruciatingly uncomfortable, and it was hot as well, and it wasn’t long before my ass was going to sleep and I had to constantly keep changing positions to restore some circulation to my nether regions. Then as we got closer to our final destination, I kept seeing posters in English advertising a weekend long music festival in Pattaya starting on this day!! Well, this gave me serious misgivings as I had no hotel reservation, and having lived in tourist destinations myself before, I was well aware of what special events like this can do for the availability of accommodation. Well, we finally got there and I dragged my weary ass off the bus wondering what to do next. On the bus station wall there was a sign advertising hotel rooms so I thought I’d take the easy way out and check into it. Of course I heard the words I had been dreading, “oh sorry, no rooms, hotel all full”. Jeez, don’t let this happen to me, thinks I – not in this heat, and in this strange place. So I replied, look – this is a major tourist resort, it’s gotta be full of hotels, and somebody somewhere must have a room. Okay, I make call, see if can find. First, he buggered around with a few other things while I stood there and overheated, worrying about where I would go from there. Finally he made one call and said he had found a room for me at the Welcome Inn Plaza - fine, I said – wondering why he had jerked me around at first when it was apparently as easy as making one phone call. Just having fun with the farang, I guess. I was guided into the back of the baht bus, somewhat pissed off, hot, tired and a little apprehensive as to where this thing would be taking me. As it turned out I had nothing to worry about as the bus dropped me off right at the hotel, and it turned out to be not a bad place, and for what I thought was a good price as well. I got settled in, took a much needed shower, and headed out to check out the town. (It was the Welcome Inn Plaza, a little old and worn even in those days but couldn't beat the location!) First I had to get across 2nd Road – somewhat daunting to a newbie, and I sure missed those pedestrian overpasses on Sukhumvit. There was an ATM just on the other side of the road, and with baht in wallet I was ready for action. It was great, there were so many bars everywhere, and the beer prices were cheap too. I was alone for the first time in days, and I was going to have some fun. I realized right off the bat that it was extremely unlikely that I would run into Rick (an older English fellow who was the first farang I met in BKK and hung around with for a few days) – there were just too many venues and he had gone there without making a hotel reservation either. As it turned out later, he had left the day before I arrived anyway. I kept skipping from bar to bar, and having a beer or two in each one. It was like being a kid in a candy store, always something (or someone) new to discover, and no shortage of propositions either. The beer was going down great. At some point in that night, though, things got woozy and I started to black out – I remember sitting in a little bar somewhere around Soi Post Office, then the next thing I recall was being led up a flight of stairs in what appeared to be an apartment block, hand in hand with a girl. My next lucid memory is sitting on the floor of a room with minimal furnishings – the first time I had been in what was obviously a short time place – with my pants down, and with a girl trying with not much success to give me a hand job. She had her top off but was still wearing a short skirt, and I looked at her and said “are you a ladyboy?” She just gave me a demure smile and kept on working away. I kept slipping in and out of consciousness as this was going on, but I do remember clearly asking her this question three times, and never getting any answer…. When I came to again, I was making my way down the stairs alone thinking to myself “What the f**k was all that about?!?” The next time consciousness returned I was lying face down on one of the twin single beds in my room at 4:00AM fully clothed. I lifted my head and looked around me and damned if there wasn’t a girl in the other bed! I didn’t remember a thing about meeting her or getting back to the hotel. I got up and had something from the fridge to drink, and she woke up and moved in the other bed. “Who are you?” says I. “Poo”, says she. How romantic. Well, she’d hooked up with me somewhere and managed to get me back to the hotel, Buddha bless her. I still didn’t remember a damn thing. So off came my clothes and I jumped into bed with her, but really didn’t feel like any sex at that point, so we just cuddled up for a while and went back to sleep. I gave her a few hundred baht in the morning and sent her on her way – I could see she was disappointed that I didn’t give her more, but we didn’t have sex anyway. Now I regret having that attitude at the time, I should have paid her the going rate plus a tip just for getting me back to the hotel and saving me from further trouble. Live and learn again… Now it is obvious to me that there was more involved here than just beer. I am a big, solid guy in his mid 40’s who has been drinking beer more or less steadily since I was 16, and there is just no way I get into this kind of mess from doing that alone. I will have occasional memory lapses, but not like I had that night. Also, no matter how drunk I am I still manage to get my clothes off before falling into bed. No, there is no doubt in my mind that somebody slipped drugs into my drink. The next morning I had no real hangover, and just felt a little tired – again, if I had drunk enough booze to incapacitate me in this manner, I would have had one hell of a hangover, no matter what I was drinking. I emerged from the hotel around noon or so and headed off for refreshments. At one little beer bar I struck up a conversation with a Brit about the same age as me, and we were joined a little later by a young Swedish guy with long blonde hair and blue eyes, a handsome face and a real easy going attitude. I couldn’t help but thinking at the time that this young Adonis must have been knocking the bargirls dead all over Pattaya; he would have been popular enough amongst women of his own race – lucky fella. Anyway, the three of us barhopped and played pool for a while, and they decided it was time for a trip to the Pump Station, unbeknownst to me the premier blowjob bar in Pattaya. I was starting to fade by this time, though, and I declined and found my way back to the room for a nap instead. I never did see either of these two again, but that’s the way it is in Pattaya – you make these fleeting friendships along the way with people from all over the world, and it is lots of fun. I slept for a couple of hours and woke up feeling just like new. Back to the bars again – I did the rounds of a few beer bars and then hit the gogos. What kind of girl would I end up with tonight? Now I tend to lump the bg’s into three general physical classifications: Pixie – the tiny ones Slinky – taller and very slender Chunky – more voluptuous, bigger tits but usually a little more padding as well. No matter what the type – and the lines often do blur between them, I will admit – there is one thing that any woman who catches my eye must have, and that is that lovely curving flare from waste to hip. A decent bust also serves to enhance this curve, which to me is the essence of womanhood and results in that classic hourglass figure. Tonight I’d decided on a pixie, and I found a hot one in one of the go-go bars on Pattayaland 1 or 2. It wasn’t that late, but I’d had enough to drink for the night. She must have been about 4’10” and 40kg, just right, and had her hair in dreadlocks which didn’t really appeal to me that much, but she seemed to have a good attitude. On the way home I picked her up piggyback and ran along the street with her for a way, amusing some of the other farangs on the sidewalk – she hardly weighed anything. I had a decent session with her, but no sooner had we finished than she was itching to leave – fair enough, I paid her s/t rather than the l/t I had intended and off she went. She had told me she was 21, but I saw her photo on her bar’s website later and it said she was 18 – who can tell? I didn’t know much about their ID cards at that time, and of course I naively assumed that if they were old enough to work in the bar then they were old enough to take out of it – another thing you can’t and shouldn’t take for granted in Thailand. Well, as I mentioned it still wasn’t that late, so I relaxed for a while and then decided to go out again. I visited a few more gogos and then eventually I ended up in the Dollhouse, and my eye landed on one sweet thing that just looked lovely on the stage. She was young, and seemed a little more shy than some of the other dancers. She saw me gawking at her, and gave me a little smile now and then. I decided to check her out, and when she was rotated off the stage I waved her over and bought her a lady drink. She had almost no English, but had this lovely innocent look to her that I found appealing, and I ended up barfining her and taking her back to the room soon after. We stopped to pick up the key, and I got hit up for a 300 baht joiner fee! I mentioned the fact that I hadn’t had to pay last night, but the desk clerk insisted, and she put it right on the bill too, so I could see it wasn’t going in anyone’s pocket. I wasn’t charged the next night, and it was the same inconsistency I had noted in the Ruamchit in Bangkok. Into the bathroom for the obligatory shower, and out she came – and I was horrified to see that her face was an absolute mess of pimples – the make-up had hidden everything. I felt sorry for the poor little thing, because she was so attractive otherwise. We had a little session, but the booze, recent sex, and condom all took their toll and I was unable to finish things off – she asked in her little-girl voice, “you feenees?” No, mai pen rai, go to sleep, little one…she left quite early, around 6:AM – as I was to learn later, quite common with gogo girls, not so much beer bar girls, who often have to be almost pushed out the door the next afternoon! I am looking at this girl’s photo as I write this, and she looks about 16 years old – be careful out there, guys – even the bigger gogos hire underage girls sometimes. The next day I just cruised around and idly explored more beer bar areas – ending up in one on Beach Road not far from Soi 8 a little later in the afternoon. I ended up chatting up and barfining a nice-looking girl from there. She was more of a “slinky” type, about 5’7” or so, with a smaller bust but those aforementioned flaring hips that catch my eye so effectively. It was some distance from the hotel, but she said she liked to walk so we had a nice stroll back to the hotel, and a pleasant session. I could tell she really didn’t want to leave, but I had decided to check out a “pizza night” at a local bar that supports a well-known internet forum (this one, I might add - all of these years later-and the bar was the FLB, of course), and decided to go it alone. I watched her fine figure walking across the hotel parking lot from my 8th story window, and I thought I could see a little slump in her shoulders – I really think she wanted me to take her out for the evening and maybe I should have; she was a nice girl and spoke decent English. I met the same girl a year later, and she just didn’t seem the same somehow; the lifestyle does wear on them. I went to the pizza night and met a few fellow “boardies”, and then struck out on my own again. I checked out a few bars, but just couldn’t make up my mind what I was looking for that night. Finally I ended up in one of the “Spicy Girl” gogos not too far from the hotel – it was pretty dead but I sat down to have a drink anyway. By this time it was around 12:30AM, and there were only two or three girls dancing. No sooner had my beer arrived than one of them stepped off the stage and sat beside me, and said “Please pay bar me! I so bored, no customah, I tired dance”. Well, this was one bg who was being honest – the place was boring and I could empathize with her totally at that point. So I thought, what the hell – I can’t make up my mind anyway, she’s as good as any, let’s go! I bought her a lady drink and we left shortly after. Now she was halfway between slinky and chunky – no stunner but fairly attractive; she had a lovely personality and was really hot in bed – the best of the trip by far. A great kisser, instantly wet, and very sensual. In the morning she delighted me by jumping my bones again on her own accord – now that’s an attitude I could get used to! This is definitely one girl I would have taken again for more than a night or two – a real sweetie. I’ve found on travels since that it is often these spur of the moment decisions that result in the best experiences, and usually happen when it is late enough, and I am drunk enough that I am no longer trying to think much about finding someone better later on. It also seems to happen that you find the real sweeties on your last night in town, which this was – I only had two nights left and wanted to spend them in Bangkok before heading home. I didn’t have enough money to pay her, so she accompanied me across 2nd Road to the ATM, where I had to pay her in the street – not what I like to do, but I had to get going. I was genuinely sorry to see her go – I certainly would have seen her again. Then I went and hired a taxi – no more trips on that wretched bus for me – and made my way back to Bangkok, and my last couple of days in Paradise. Footnote – while getting my gear together, I changed my pants and realized that the zipper on my money belt was partially open – what’s this? I opened it all the way and discovered that a $100 bill I had been saving was missing. Somebody got a good score….I hadn’t checked it for days, and it could have been any of the aforementioned girls. Money belts are safe if you are wearing them, but an invitation if you are not…I’m a lot more careful nowadays. I couldn't wait to go back after this trip - I scoured the internet for every bit of info I could find over the next ten months and was much better prepared upon my return, when I stayed for a month - and I've returned every year since. This lightly-edited account was originally published as a Stickman submission in 2005 - unfortunately, my original photos from that trip have been lost..
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    2003: I met a freelancer in BKK who suggested Pattaya. We were based in Jomtien and she (wisely) never took me over the hill to the bright lights of Walking St. For 2 weeks, we had romance, beach, and lots of seafood. Then one night she made the mistake of taking me to Walking St and she was sent packing the next morning while I moved to a hotel right on Walking St! Day and night, I lived and breathed Walking St. I didn't have a wingman so I stayed near the hotel 24/7. I met Mimi from Peppermint A Gogo and she stayed with me every night after work. The aircon and cable TV made me more attractive....
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    Some more, sorry for multiple posts. A few randoms... Pink Lady ,now gone I think... Soi Honey in 2015
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    A few pics as Pattaya gets ready to celebrate NYE. New Plaza is the new Walking Street tonight. Klang from 2nd Rd to Beach Rd just closed and the last of the traffic clearing the road. But at 15:30, Beach Rd south at Klang was still open with no barricades in sight. Mats out and Thai families celebrating NYE Thai style. Blustery day out on the water with parasailing grounded. 2nd Rd chock a block from the Avenue to Klang.
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    For some reason this made me so happy.......... Cracking-up. Old age will do that. Taste of what today's young are missing.
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    Someone needs to inform folks that an 'American' breakfast means a bottomless coffee cup!
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